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The Blog Bog
The Mag Rack
Men Without Faces
Men with guns, in fire fights,
with body armor and without,
firing for effect;
scene of the crimes, marked with
yellow tape, Caucasian chalk circles,
blood stains and hair mats;
evidence everywhere, spent shells,
shattered glass, crack baggies and
stolen cars, crotch rockets, ride 'em
as if you stole 'em impact impressions,
exploded plate glass, downed power polls,
heads behind dirt smeared windows,
see nothing empty of expression
eyes, TV remote muted flat screens,
blood and sand in the street, no sound
bodies without faces, road rashed
and fucked up beyond recognition,
cell phone text messages from hell
in cargo pants pockets, first responders
half a continent away;
hours without minutes, clocks without
hands, smell of cordite, of gasoline,
men without faces and the arms that
The canvas begins with a bucket
She says, It's not enough
A pound of flesh is added
Tacky, she says, obvious
The ceiling fixtures are removed by force
Hot wires are exposed
bulb glass is compressed beneath bare feet
tubes of paint are opened like veins
Incomplete and out of focus, she says
Another pound of flesh is added
Collecting Turned To Hoarding
From inside my head
to my computer screen,
I collect storybook ideas.
Too many to count or mention
each range from simple objects:
a noose, golden tokens, ghosts, and fire shaped bodies,
to basic concepts, such as a black stallion conjured with red eyes
and the ability to breath fire.
Each waits to be a poem or a short story.
They still wait,
even after I collect more,
until I can develop their forms.
Once I develop their forms,
they still wait for publication.
Constantly Needing a Push
For smoking a cigarette
too much around my house,
my lungs collapsed
and now I need my parents
to carry me around town.
I don't need any help,
I can move on my own.
I don't need to apply for a job,
nor an electroshock weapon
can make me move.
If I fall, I won't get up.
The coughing is getting worse.
and I'm forced to lie still.
Maybe I could apply
to the hospital
as a living patient.